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From My Tower

I used to be moon eyed When I first love From my tower I only see below The chuckling squirrels Smiling rabbits, Playing deers, The flight of birds And in the sea I saw Those tiny silver wavelets Under the sunset With our first kiss Comes my first belief That you and I will last forever Trite as it may seem Love is a play We both enjoy For we both win So we run and run Laugh and laugh In all our paradise, Our feeling freezes time But reality is warm The shards of ice That trap us Eventually fall It made us free- a painful liberation White napkin of innocence Is now stained with red Bitterness of heart Stroke too Its dark hue Then I was a jumping doe in glee Never imagined That love’s terrain Have some cliffs too And now I am a doe A falling deer I use to see Those tiny silver wavelets Under the sunset But now I also see The huge wild waves Dashed with the storm Even in the depth of midnight I never heard The chuckling squirrels But the piercing bat's scream I see no more the smiles of hares But the grin of alligators The grace of bird’s flight Is overwhelmed By the stalking cobra Then I always see The best in you Now I also see The beast in you I will never see love the way I perceive it before Now I see Love is a war Fought between lovers.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 7/27/2010 1:26:00 AM
Hi Juan! oh wow-- such a turn of events indeed-- I actually liked how you developed your poem-- had me gripped till the end--- sad ending though but I guess that's life sometimes.... nikko :)
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Date: 7/22/2010 7:17:00 AM
What a pity when love turns sour,when in the beauty all left is a beast,but maybe if one can love the beast,beauty borns again,i'm touched by your write here. .Celene.
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Date: 7/19/2010 8:49:00 AM
Great write, Juan. Sometimes this is really true!!! Enjoyed reading your poem this late afternoon. All the best!...Gert
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Date: 7/19/2010 5:00:00 AM
Well penned my friend.. love the flow... Michael
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